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The Magic Saber

Since I couldn't think of anything else to post today, I decided to give you a story I wrote. This story was requested by my cousins Oliver, (age 8) and Colin, (age 7). Here's how it happened:One day while I was baby-sitting them they asked me, "Rebekah, tell us a story!"I smiled. "Ok, what do you want the story to be about?"They thought for a minute, and then all at the same time said: "Us! And have us fighting pirates! On a ship! With a parrot!"So, that's how "The Magic Saber" came to be a story. Of course, I used different names, in fact, let's see if you can figure out who is who in this story. I'll give you a hint: I am also one of the character's.Without further ado:

The Magic Saber

Written
By: Rebekah Eddy

Dedicated to: My cousins, Oliver and Colin Olson; for
their active imaginations and love of adventure.

Chapter
One:

Once upon a time, not long ago
or in a country far away, there lived three children. Their names were Luke,
John, and Emily. Emily was the oldest at age fifteen, and loved history. Luke
was next oldest, he was eight and he loved anything that had to do with battles
or weapons of any kind. Then there was John, age six; he loved a great many
things, but mostly he liked to follow along in his older siblings footsteps.

One of their many adventures
began when one day, while the trio was visiting their grandparents; Luke
decided to explore the attic. Now, you must understand, this attic was not a
clean, organized attic, but a delightfully old and dusty one. It was full to
overflowing with queer things, and usually the children spent most of their
time looking through the various boxes and chests.

This was what Luke was doing
when he suddenly came across a chest he had never seen before. It was covered
in decades of dust, and its lock was rusty. He tried to move it, but it
remained where it was; not so much as moving an inch. Luke again applied all
his eight-year-old muscles to moving it, but was rewarded only with a slight
groan of complaint. He frowned thoughtfully, and tried a different method.
Instead of moving it, he put himself to opening it. After several minutes of
sweaty work with a bent nail on the lock, he succeeded, and opened the lid.

It gave in at last, and
creaked open, revealing a sword of some kind. Now thoroughly confused, Luke sat
back on his heels to contemplate this. What was an old sword doing up in his
grandparents attic? It puzzled him, and he was still thinking heavily on the
matter when John’s head popped around the door.

“Hey, what are you doing up
here?” he asked. Luke jumped with surprise, and he spun around.

“Oh, it’s just you!” he
exclaimed. “Look what I found!” John came over and looked over his shoulder at
the sword.

“What is it?” he asked.

Luke shrugged. “I think it’s a
type of sword, but I’m not sure. Let’s go see if Emily knows.” Quickly, the two
boys dashed down the stairs and skidded to a halt in front of Emily. She was
engrossed in a book at the moment, and it took a few polite coughs to get her
attention. She looked up, and smiled.

“Alright, what do you need?”
she asked, uncorking a flow of questions from Luke and John.

“Can we show you something?”
“We’re not sure what it is.” “It looks like a sword or something.” “Can you
come?” “Please?” Emily held out her hands to stop the questioning.

“Hold on you guys!” she
laughed. “Ok, Luke, you tell me about it.” In as few words as possible, Luke
told Emily about his find. She leaned forward in her chair excitedly, and once
he was done, she agreed to see the thing they found. Wasting no time, they went
back into the attic and Luke showed her the sword. Emily picked it up carefully
and looked at it. After a while, she spoke.

“It’s not exactly a sword…”
she began, “It’s a saber, like what pirates would fight with.” Luke exchanged a
glance with John. Pirates? It sounded exciting. Emily suddenly gasped and
looked at the boys, her eyes gleaming. Wordlessly, she pointed to the handle of
the saber, and Luke leaned over to investigate. He frowned, there was some sort
of inscription on it, but he couldn’t read it.

“What does it say?” he asked.

Emily grinned. “It says:

‘Whosoever
picks me up, to find a treasure hidden deep,

These
few words will do the spell,

And
then, when found, the treasures keep.’”

She paused. “Then there’s a
few lines of words beneath that must be the spell. I suppose we should say them
out loud.” Luke and John nodded, so they held their hands together, and Emily
said the spell:

“Away,
away, take ye us; away back to your home.

And
then, when treasures found, back to ours we’ll come.”

There was a rush of air that
caused them to shut their eyes tightly, and they felt themselves spinning
dizzily.

Suddenly all was still. Luke
opened his eyes and blinked once. Then he blinked again, but he still couldn’t
believe his eyes.

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Hi, I'm Rebekah Eddy. Welcome to my blog. Let me tell you a little about myself...I'm a Christian, homeschooled young lady, and the daughter of the senior pastor of Manchester Community Church. I come from a family of twelve people, yes that means I have nine siblings, and yes I love them all! :) I love music, writing (duh), and reading as well as having a hobby of making jewelry. I am a sinner, saved by grace. My passion is to follow my Savior, Jesus Christ, with all my heart, soul, and mind. All my writing is to His glory. God bless! :D